one moment, I am in cypres, next in the skies of rome.
jumping from the eiffel onto mars,
there is a lot of visits left to do.
I am the shooting star, up aimless in the sky,
soon the sun shall pass me in a minute;
blink away into the dark while there is nothing I can do.
How I wish I could see you,
In your arms, by my side.
in my eyes , you could have seen,
all the places I've been.
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